tance.

Young Policeman Blount, searching for the fugitive chauffeur of the
wrecked automobile and the mysterious young woman who had escaped from
it, paused at the sound of heavy foot-falls. A low, guttural, snarling
sound--a sound hardly human--accompanied the footsteps. He had
reached the bottom of the cliff a half mile from where Pauline had
found her perilous shelter. Peering up through the bushes, his
astonishment and horror were a match for the astonishment and joy of
Wrentz. The gorilla, with Pauline still clutched in the mighty paw,
had reached almost the top of the cliff at its steepest point.

Blount blew his whistle, blast after blast. He started up the cliff,
but came back at the sound of hurrying footsteps and calls; the hunters
from the railroad yards had heard the signal.

"Hello! Have you seen anything of the gorilla?" yelled the first man
to come up.

Blount pointed up the cliff side to where the hideous beast was just
dragging Pauline over the topmost ledge.

The men stood spell-bound with pity.

"A girl!" gasped one of them. "She's as good as dead, if she isn't
dead now. He just killed our foreman back in the yards."

"No, thank heaven!" cried Blount, "she's not dead. Look!"

At the top of the cliff they saw Pauline's form suddenly quicken into
life. The gorilla had released its hold upon her to make sure of its
footing on the perilous ledge. Now she stood, a frail, pitiful,
hopeless thing, fighting--actually assailing the beast, more mighty
than a dozen men.

Their hearts sick within them they watched the brief struggle. Wrentz,
too, watched it, from his hiding place on the top of the cliff. But
his heart was not sick. In a moment, he was sure, his work would be
accomplished for him, and his employer would be rid of Pauline Marvin
in a way that could reflect no blame on any one.

Blount started up the cliff. He took it for granted that the others
would follow, but looking down after gaining half the distance, he saw
the circus men still huddled together in fascinated awe.

"Look! Look!" they called to him. "He's taking her up the tree."

Blount looked and saw the gorilla climbing ponderously the trunk of a
large tree, the branches of which overhung the precipice. Blount
climbed on frantically. He stopped again. The gorilla was crawling
out upon one of the overhanging branches! The strange beast-brain had
conceived a death for Pauline more terrible than any Raymond